The Love Reality Show's Big Boss and Little Sweetie - Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Bet

The video of Mu Chi climbing a tree and falling quickly went viral on major social media sites. This time, even his fans couldn’t defend him too much and could only say it was an accident.

The haters had a happy moment, mocking him with sarcastic comments “if you don’t have the skills, don’t take on the job. Do you really think you’re Sun Wukong, climbing trees?”

Mu Chi’s fans fired back, “Who says only monkeys can climb trees? Our idol has an orchard at home; he must have experience. Why does he need the guidance of an outsider? This was just a small accident.”

The online atmosphere was chaotic, but in reality, Mu Chi wasn’t affected. He just seemed a bit subdued after Qi Liao’s scolding, looking much more honest.

After picking the pears, it was estimated that there were dozens of kilograms more than expected.

Lucas said, “Even if we each eat ten a day, it would still take us a month to finish them.”

Eating so many would be unbearable, so Hao Wenrou suggested, “Why don’t we take them to the market and sell them?”

Ying Xuan nodded, “That’s a good idea.”

Qi Liao didn’t object, but he didn’t want to go to the market thirty kilometers away either, so he said, “We’re right here at the scenic spot, so even if we sell them at the foot of the mountain, we’ll sell them quickly.”

After discussing it, they decided that Hao Wenrou, Xu Wuxing, and Lucas would go sell the pears, while Mu Chi, being an invalid, wouldn’t “do the hard work.” Qi Liao and Ying Xuan would prepare lunch.

Upon returning to the villa, Mu Chi collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted. It wasn’t until the camera lens turned toward him that he sat up straight, maintaining his precarious image as a cool, aloof heartthrob.

Ying Xuan and Qi Liao discussed the menu for lunch and casually asked Mu Chi, “Is there anything you’d like to eat?”

Mu Chi replied casually, “Braised green beans, stir-fried green peppers with pork, and tomato and egg soup.”

Ying Xuan smiled and said, “They’re all home-cooked dishes. You’re easy to feed.”

Mu Chi: “…I want delicacies from land and sea, but there’s none here.”

Ying Xuan’s gaze suddenly fixed, his eyes unable to conceal his surprise. “You…”

Even Qi Liao had a strange look on his face. “Your gauze fell off.”

Mu Chi, who had been about to pour himself a drink, froze in disbelief, his reaction slowed. The bandage fell off, so what?

【…………………………】

  [Ahhhhhh, why does my idol have a bald spot? ??? !!! !!]

【I heard he needed ten stitches. I’m so sad】

【Blushing and dazed.jpg】

【People who laugh at others’ wounds have no heart. I’ll just pretend to be a heartless person for the time being, hahaha】

【Mu Chi’s dazed expression is so cute】

Mu Chi, who had just suffered a social death, turned pale, covered his wound, and ran upstairs, hiding in his room.

The cameraman didn’t follow him, awkwardly pointing the lens at Qi Liao, as if he were the culprit.

Qi Liao hadn’t expected Mu Chi to react so strongly, and his expression stiffened.

Ying Xuan chuckled, “It seems he’s very concerned about his personal image. I’ll go comfort him.”

Qi Liao didn’t move, watching Ying Hyun calmly go upstairs. Then, with a cold face, he entered the kitchen, picked, washed, and cut vegetables, and then cooked.

On the other side, Ying Xuan knocked on Mu Chi’s door and said softly, “Mu Chi, let me help you tend to your wound.”

After a moment, a muffled voice came from inside, “No need, I’ll handle it myself.”

“Your technique isn’t professional. Let me do it.”

Mu Chi thought to himself, if anyone was professional, it was Qi Liao, after all, he had studied veterinary medicine. He wasn’t the type to be overly sensitive, so he put on a black baseball cap and opened the door, “I’m fine.”

Ying Xuan didn’t insist, “It’s hot in summer, and you can’t keep your wound covered up. It’s better to let it air out. Go have a drink of water.”

Mu Chi followed him downstairs, unable to face Qi Liao. His ugly appearance had been seen, and his mood could only be described as melancholy.

Qi Liao didn’t look at him either, busy in the kitchen.

Mu Chi touched the wound under his hat, which was covered by his hair, sighed, took a sip of water, and picked up the magazine on the coffee table to flip through. He became engrossed in it, as the magazine contained many interesting short stories.

Gradually, it was noon.

Hao Wenrou and the others returned and saw Mu Chi wearing a hat, so they asked, “Mu Chi, aren’t you hot?”

Mu Chi replied in a very cool and handsome manner, “There’s air conditioning.”

【HaHa! Looks like he’s recovered from his ugliness.】

【Where did he look ugly?? That’s a wound, his hair was shaved off, it’ll grow back!】

【Even with a shaved head, Mu Chi still looks stunning】

Soon, a photoshopped image of Mu Chi’s bald head was ready. He looked a bit like a pure, untainted Buddhist disciple of an enlightened monk. Even the haters couldn’t find a single flaw. Mu Chi’s face had dominated the entertainment industry for three years; it was arguably no male celebrity could rival him.

Lunch was a feast, with both the dishes and soup Mu Chi had ordered. Everyone had similar tastes, so the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After finishing the meal, Xu Wuxing raised his hand: “I’ll wash the dishes today; don’t compete with me.”

Mu Chi swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. If he couldn’t wash the dishes, he could do something else.

He acted immediately, fetching the laundry basket from the laundry room and asking each person in turn: Do you have any dirty clothes? I’ll take them to the washing machine to wash.”

The laundry room had three washing machines and two dryers.No one was stupid enough to wash them by hand.

But everyone except Qi Liao politely declined Mu Chi’s offer, saying they would wash their own clothes and not bother him. As they spoke, a blush appeared on the faces of Hao Wenrou and Xu Wuxing.

Mu Chi: “…” Could it be they were afraid he’d see their underwear? Who in their right mind would do such a perverted thing??

Even if it were Qi Liao’s underwear… he’d still resist looking!

When he asked Qi Liao, the big devil was lifting weights in the gym, two massive black bars. Mu Chi thought he’d be super strong if he could lift just one.

“Wait a minute.” Qi Liao insisted on finishing the last set, slowly lowering the 50-kilogram dumbbell, glancing at Mu Chi, then casually removing his snow-white sweat shirt and tossing it into the laundry basket, “Please take it to the laundry room.”

Mu Chi was stunned, and even the viewers watching the live stream were screaming in excitement. This was a top-notch A-level figure from a novel, broad shoulders, narrow waist, well-defined muscles, and every line was filled with explosive power. Especially after a sweaty workout, what else could it be but naked seduction?

And Mu Chi was indeed seduced, staring intently at Qi Liao,unable to move his eyes.

Qi Liao nonchalantly walked past Mu Chi and returned to his room to shower.

Mu Chi stood there for a moment, stunned, and walked straight to the laundry room – one washing machine, one piece of clothing.

【Mu Chi must be distracted.】

【Beauty strikes, I am also distracted】

【I knew the big devil had a good figure, but I didn’t expect it to be so good!】

【Hehehe, only Qi Liao gave Mu Chi face.】

【The Great Big Devil may have a bad temper, but his character is truly beyond reproach.】

【I still support the Big Devil x Little White Flower, Mu Chi, get out of the way】

【I still support the Male God x Wenrou, Qi Liao, don’t get involved】

For some reason, it turned into another feud between the two sides. Since they couldn’t use swear words in the comments, they resorted to being sarcastic instead. Everyone else was used to it. The fans of the two sides had been fighting since the broadcast of 《You Also Have This Day》. Weibo was their main battlefield.

After washing the clothes, Mu Chi did not dry them, but took them out to dry in a sunny place. Looking at the spotless clothes swaying in the wind under the scorching sun, Mu Chi couldn’t help but smile. He felt that he had done something meaningful.

Next, he found a mop, soaked it in the mop bucket, took it upstairs, and started mopping from top to bottom.

It was impossible to mop every room, so he could only clean the living quarters and the hallway. Labor is the most glorious. He was working hard when he suddenly heard a stern voice: “What are you doing?”

Mu Chi looked up to meet Qi Liao’s face. “Mopping the floor.”

“Who told you to mop?” Qi Liao approached him. “Don’t you know you just got out of the hospital and your body is weak? You should rest.”

Mu Chi felt a little excited inside. Was Qi Liao worried about him? Oh no, he couldn’t help but smile again. He finally managed to put on a serious face. “I’m just doing what I can. I can’t just sit around doing nothing while everyone else is busy.”

“Even if you want to, you should wait until your body is better in half a month.” Saying this, Qi Liao forcefully took the mop from Mu Chi’s hands and walked downstairs.

Mu Chi was a little unhappy and chased after him: “I know my own body.”

Qi Liao stopped on the stairs, turned his head, and with his handsome face exuding an air of authority, coldly said, “Do you know you’ll faint? That you’ll trip even while walking? That you’ll fall from a tree?”

Mu Chi: “…”

He couldn’t refute it.

But Mu Chi still refused to accept it: “Why do you care about me? Don’t you hate me?”

Qi Liao froze. He clenched the mop handle tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand as if he wanted to crush it. A nameless anger suddenly burst out. He shoved the mop back into Mu Chi’s hands and said coldly: “I don’t care about you. If you don’t faint after mopping the entire villa, I will take your surname.”

Mu Chi’s eyes widened, his heart pounding, unsure whether he was angry or happy. Oh my god, Qi Liao said he’d take his surname? Such a good thing had finally come his way.

Mu Chi gripped the mop tightly, his face flushed as if he had been injected with chicken blood. “Then it’s settled. We are all witnesses. After I finish mopping the villa, you will take my surname and be called Mu Zhiliao!” Qi

Qi Liao: “…”

Hao Wenrou and others who had arrived because of the argument: “…”

【？？？？？？？？？？？？？】

【Not only changing surnames, but also changing names?】

【God damn Mu Zhiliao, I laughed like crazy】